Reasons Why: Pt.3: Hypocritical (C) 9-10-09

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In most of my lines in my poetry you may noticed what I’m called It’s a name I gave myself though when most read they’re awed It’s a feelin I feel for myself and I know my knowledge is on the rise But Solomon was somewhat hypocritical though among men he’s wise You see I say it because…well it’s the truth You will always catch me speakin words of wisdom to the youth See it’s hard to take my own advice though I know intellectually These feelings of thievery, selfishness, and from problems sexually Having a low self esteem sometimes wanting suicide You see you don’t understand what I’d do if I Had a gun for a day and the authorities made way For me to have unlimited ammo go around and spray I would kill every gangster thug and hustler Force a few girls to be mine though with another I’d bust her Tear up anything and everything that got on my nerves Try to give to everyone somethin that they deserve Then realize from my “Peaceprints” I only left hurt and pain Then I’d take the gun and bullets and jam both in my brain Now that’s for example but it’s a bunch more that I do It’s a messed up way to go but I know all is true Like sex I know its wrong and I know of all the danger But see me its like I’d do anything with a whole stranger I try to tell others sex drive is somethin we must tame But I’m a hypocrite and with troubles I’m doin the same Pornography is a killer got me by a stranglehold And the internet t.v. and radio does everything to entangle those That let him…And though I know I shouldn’t its hard to not When at some unmentionable name’s houses I could view it on spot I want not to fight but when the moment comes…ok I don’t try But when the action starts I feel that its time for someone to die But see I never liked guns but violence was on my mind I hate those that disobey the law though I commit the same crimes Freeze up when virginity is a question I know I was wrong Though a mistake if my mom reads this section she’d look at it wrong It’s not a good thing for me to leave and be crossed alone And an evil personification blamin it on testosterone I know the almighty sees me and I know I completely confuse them Because I do all my dirt and then to people I try to introduce him Etc. See with this category I really don’t want to fit though It’s just that I know you have to know to be hypocritical

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